Tow days past eighteen

He was waitin' for the bus in his army greens

Sat down in a booth a caf there

Gave his order to the girl with a bow in her hair

He's a little shy but she gave him a smile

So he said would you mind sittin' down for a while

And talkin' to me I'm feelin' a little low

She said I'm off in an hour and I know where we can go

So they went down and sat on the pier

He said I bet you got a boyfriend and I don't care

I've got no one to send my letters to

Would you mind if I sent one back here to you



I cried

Never gonna hold the hand of another guy

Too young for him they told her

Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier

My love will never end

Waitin' for the soldier to come back again

Never more to be alone

When the letter says a soldier's coming home



Well the letters came

>From an army camp

In California then Vietnam

And he talked about his heart

It might be love

And all of the things he was so scared of

Said when it's gettin kinda tough over here

I think about that day sittin' down at the pier

And close my eyes I see you pretty smile

Now don't worry but I won't be able to write for a while



I cried

Never gonna hold the hand of another guy

Too young for him they told her

Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier

My love will never end

Waitin' for the soldier to come back again

Never more to be alone

When the letter says a soldier's coming home



One Friday night at a football game

The Lord's Prayer said and the anthem sang

The man said folks bow your heads

For the list of local Vietnam dead

Crying all alone under the stands

Was a piccolo player